North Wolves Lyrics

I've slayed the king, Brought down all his armaments
Everything is mine, Divined by rite of the gods
So pray that it wont be long til Walpurgis Night
Wailing will not end the Turmoil of the stars
Guilding them, the mob, it swells, dissatisfied
With rapier blades and torchlight dim, they ride
Unfettered by the guard and pushing hard, the time is nigh

We shall not face their Reckoning of malice, hate, and wrath
Rush to the front and we will raise the warning sign
It wont be long till...

Excited, thee, whenceforce I challenge thee
Predate, dominant your dire circumstance
Taking the throne, In vain, I act Alone,
Manically I'm in for the kill

I rule cold and alone, the forest still my throne
My warpaint never runs in lay of battle

I recoil in revenance at the sight i fell to behold
All at once I am changed, a god-king reborn
And at long last, we turn and forsake the past
The sky never looked so foreboding
Yet the tale must be told, on and on
The tale still bids to be told

Awash from the sands amidst the gripping waves
And Tides tremble in the face
Of iron rage and the old gods